Lawls, this was an enjoyable chapter. Enjoy, not my characters
How unlucky the day seemed. Of all people to reside in the room was Zoro. Shouldn't this bastard be training some shitty where else? Sanji screamed within his mind. He gritted the cigarette end and slowly made his way within the men's quarters. Zoro had his back turned to the other two, lifting a fifty ton weight. He sat cross-legged on the floor, leaning forward slightly. Shirtless like always when training, he was sweating as well. Goddamn shitty bastard. I can't stand this stupid marimo asshole. But what could he do? He was stuck with the swordsman as a crewmate.
Sanji made his way to the low sofa and laid Usopp there. Zoro turned over in their direction just to see who had disturbed his meditation. Sanji's eyes met with Zoro's, the two glared at each other for a long while. The weight kept moving up and down, the swordsman's breathing quickened in pace. Sanji puffed on his cigarette, blowing out smoke from his nose. The hell is he staring at?
"Hmph." Zoro grumbled and turned away. He closed his eyes again and lifted the weight higher. What was that for? Sanji removed the cig from his mouth, trying so hard not to cuss the bastard out. He gulped down his pride and sat on the side of the sleeping sniper. The two conscious men had their backs turned to each other. A question, one that Sanji felt he'd regret rumbled within him.
"Oi, shitty swordsman," He began. "I have a shitty question." He kept gulping, the lump in his throat remained. Silence took over, making the distance between them seem much wider.
"What?" Zoro replied sternly. He didn't want to chitchat with this idiot. Nor did he want to see him. Wasn't he minding his own business for once, not saying shit to the ero-cook?
"Just this once, let me speak. I'm curious how you and that idiot-of-a-captain of ours got together. I could never see it, but you two were just friends one day then ended up kissing the next. How the hell did you do it?" Zoro stopped lifting the weight. He sat it down next to him and stood up. He walked over to the wall, retrieving one of his swords next to the lockers. He unsheathed it and turned to where the cook had remained looking the other way. Was he seriously asking such a question?
"What's it to you?" he question turning from the other and facing the wall.
"I'm just curious." Zoro took a moment to respond. Why did it matter? If these two were having trouble just saying something, then why bother asking someone that didn't give a damn? Maybe Nami or Franky would be glad to help, but not him. It was their own business, not his.
"I just told him. I got his attention and told him. There." The swordsman replied flatly. It was that easy, so why couldn't they do it?
"How'd Luffy react?" Now Sanji was digging a little deeper than expected. Why did he need to know?
"Same way. He just started laughing and told me the same thing." It was Luffy, what would you expect? Duh, an outright answer. It is Luffy after all. These two were so straight forward. He could be the same, but it wasn't easy for Usopp to be that way. Had he been too harsh on the sniper?
At the corner of his eye, movement ensued. Usopp's leg twitched, causing his body to twist to the side then move back in the position it was in before. Zoro sheathed his sword, hearing the sniper mutter something aloud and yawned right after. Sanji watched the youngest of the three stretch and rub his eyes. Zoro grabbed all three of his swords; he was not going to sit in here to listen to their mushy shit. He calmly walked towards the exit, opening the door and giving the cook one last final glance. No eye contact, the cook's gaze was stuck on the sniper. He furrowed his brows, watching the blond smile as the long nosed one woke himself up.
"You better not hurt him." He warned. Even with that Sanji hadn't averted his gaze to the green haired one.
"I won't." He replied. He was too transfixed on the sniper to give a damn what the swordsman was saying. Not that he cared, but at least he knew this blond asshole was earnest about his feelings. He could trust that nothing too bad would happen between them, and Zoro wouldn't have to hear any whining from Usopp anytime soon.
ZORO CARES FOR USOPP DAW HOW CUTE.